This flower is scorched, this film is on, on a maddening loop. These clothes, these clothes don’t fit us right. I’m to blame, it’s all the same, it’s all the same.
A classic song by REM from their Out Of Time album, which I have on CD and listen to often. And by the way, Michael Stipe is a fucking genius of a song writer.
This flower is scorched, this film is on, on a maddening loop. These clothes, these clothes don’t fit us right. I’m to blame, it’s all the same, it’s all the same.
A classic song by REM from their Out Of Time album, which I have on CD and listen to often. And by the way, Michael Stipe is a fucking genius of a song writer.